I've never had a pair of shoes that weren't all hand-me-downsAnd daddy's morning coffee came from ol' left over groundMy mama wore no jewelry or any store bought stuffAnd home was on a hillside, forty miles from Poplar Bluff

Forty miles back in Missouri there's a different way of lifeWhere a man thinks of his neighbor and not his neighbor's wifeLife is far from fancy, sometimes mighty roughBut contentment makes it worth it forty miles from Poplar Bluff

Our only family treasure was a beat up radioBut it took us to the places where we knew we'd never goWe never had much money but we always had enough'Cause money never mattered much forty miles from Poplar Bluff

Forty miles back in Missouri there's a different way of lifeWhere a man thinks of his neighbor and not his neighbor's wifeLife is far from fancy, sometimes mighty roughBut contentment makes it worth it forty miles from Poplar Bluff

Well, nearly every winter when the snow is on the groundAnd the roads would all be closed and we couldn't get to townBut if daddy had his tobacco grandma had her snuffThen the winters didn't seem so long forty miles from Poplar Bluff

Forty miles back in Missouri there's a different way of lifeWhere a man thinks of his neighbor and not his neighbor's wifeLife is far from fancy, sometimes mighty roughBut contentment makes it worth it forty miles from Poplar Bluff